Starting around early December, right before my 30th birthday, which (not coincidentally) was just after a major break-up, I began obsessing about my gyno again. I had started drinking and smoking pot for a few months after having stopped for awhile and thought that maybe this was to blame for what I felt was an increase in the size of my moobs as compared to 6 months prior. So I gave up smoking pot in early December and then quit drinking right before New Year's. I started eating healthier, exercising a little more and drinking a ton of water and - poof! - the boobs seemed to shrink before my eyes. In no more than a week's time they were back to what I had remembered them being 6 months earlier... Not completely flat but way more "manageable." I felt great! I happily played basketball and was not deterred when I had to be a "skin." I even thought of posting on this site that quitting the substances had provided real positive results (I'm not overweight at all so I was suspecting that the lack of substances had evened out the hormones in my body or something).
Then last week I played bball again and had to be "skin" practically the whole time and for some reason all of a sudden I felt like every person in the gym was staring at me. There were some people there spectating and I just felt that their eyes were glued to my chest, and I noticed a few guys and a girl who were playing take glances at my chest. From then on I've begun obsessing again and although I'm sure the boobs are the same as they were two weeks ago they now appear quite a bit worse to me when I look in the mirror. Now I'm wondering if they ever got smaller in the first place or if it was all in my head. Whereas two weeks ago if I saw one of my co-workers glance at my chest area I would have thought they were thinking how I look thin and healthy, now I feel that everyone at work is CONSTANTLY looking at my chest and discreetly talking amongst themselves about my boobs... ludicrous I know! But I'm sure many of you can relate... So after all but writing off surgery just two weeks ago I've spent the night tonight reading over this site again and staring at my moobs in the mirror, basically determining that they are indeed bad enough for surgery.
How many of you out there have had similar experiences? It's like giving up pot/alcohol in the hope of seeing positive results with the gyne allowed for a state of mind where I became accepting of myself, but now that I've been healthy for almost a month and the boobs are still there (even if they are smaller they are still there), I find myself right back in the place where I started. It's just amazing how this state of mind swings from one side to the other, and how it affects so many things in my life... attitude, confidence, emotions, even the ability to function normally day to day. If I'm feeling okay or good about the gyno I thrive in all aspects of life, but if I'm feeling bad about it it consumes me and makes me bitter, jaded, un-confident and downright sad. Can anyone relate?